No IntimidationA Poem by Satish VermaA weird solatium was offered by putting
A weird solatium
was offered by putting off the lights. The animal inside you, wants to apologise for remaining pure. The pastoral grief of― a wayward priest― comes to fore to be stared at. Lessons inspired by light were waiting for the dark night. And a tiger mauls a hidden lecher in the deep bush. © 2019 Satish Verma |
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